Weed Lacer
Eminem Lyrics


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Yo, yo, yo
Back to me, back to me (freestyle flow)
I can keep that beat?
You wanna keep that beat? (Yo, yo)

Yo, weed lacer, '97 burgundy Blazer
Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer
I'm on some Loc ish, some fed up with this being broke ish
I'm not to joke with, bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it
Having a coke fit, going through withdrawals daily
Shoot up with Mescaline in front of my baby daughter Hailie
My brain's dusted, I'm disgusted with all my habits
Too many Aspirin tablets, empty medicine cabinets
Loosing battles to wack rappers 'cause I'm always too blunted
Walkin' up in the cypher smokin', talkin' about, "Who want it?"
Thug and a crook, every drug in the book I've done it
My 9's at your brain, is that your chain? Run it
Crews die of an overdosage of excessive flavor
Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your Progressive pager
Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer
Stole your mom's Acura, wrecked it and sold it back to her (right, right)
Cruise in Nike jackets, escaped from psychiatrics (right, right, right, right, right)
(Yes) told the nurse to save my bed for me, I might be back trick
So barricade your entrance, put up some extra fences
A woman beater wanted for repeated sex offences (ooh)
Chasing dips, take 'em on long vacation trips
Kidnapping 'em and trapping them in abusive relationships
Mess up your face and lips, slit your stomach and watch your gut split
Cut you with the razor that I use to shave my nuts with
Mama don't you cry your son is too far gone
I'm so high I don't even know what label I'm on




I'm messed up, I feel just like an overworked plumber
I'm sick of the crap, what's Jack Kevorkian's phone number

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem's song "Weed Lacer" are a reflection of his reckless and dangerous lifestyle back in the '90s. The song opens with a freestyle flow where Eminem is pondering if he can keep the beat before diving into his wild tale. He describes his '97 burgundy Blazer, which he's using as a getaway car, after being wanted for burglary and ditching his mercury tracer. Eminem talks about his addiction to drugs, especially weed, and how it has affected his behavior and mental health. He even talks about injecting himself with Mescaline in front of his baby daughter Hailie. Eminem also touched on his struggles with depression, anxiety and suicidal tendencies, resulting in taking too many Aspirin tablets and having empty medicine cabinets. He describes his failed attempts to quit smoking weed and the impact it has had on his music career, such as losing battles to wack rappers for being too blunted.


Furthermore, Eminem talks about committing crimes such as theft, kidnapping, and physical abuse while under the influence of drugs. He describes how he had stolen his mother's Acura, wrecked it, and sold it back to her. Eminem also mentions barricading the entrance in the psychiatric hospital, anticipating his return. He's paranoid and suspicious of everyone, such that he threatens to use a razor typically used to shave his nuts as a weapon against his enemies. In the end, Eminem seems to have a moment of clarity and hopeless desperation as he says he's so messed up that he feels like an overworked plumber and asks for Jack Kevorkian's phone number, who was known for his pioneering work in physician-assisted suicide.


Overall, "Weed Lacer" is a powerful yet disturbing song that highlights Eminem's chaotic and turbulent past. The song's content is not suitable for everyone, and it's easy to misinterpret the lyrics if taken out of context.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, weed lacer, '97 burgundy Blazer
Starting off with a confession that he fell into addiction to weed and introduces himself as someone who owns a '97 burgundy Blazer that he calls a weed lacer.


Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer
He got into trouble with the law and had to abandon his Mercury Tracer out of fear of being caught for burglary.


I'm on some Loc ish, some fed up with this being broke ish
He's referring to the lifestyle of the Loc, a term associated with street gangs, where he's forced to sell drugs for money because he's fed up with being broke.


I'm not to joke with, bitch, I don't sell crack, I smoke it
He's warning that he's not someone to be taken lightly and clarifying that he's a consumer and not a dealer of crack.


Having a coke fit, going through withdrawals daily
He's struggling with cocaine addiction and is experiencing withdrawal symptoms every day.


Shoot up with Mescaline in front of my baby daughter Hailie
He's so deep into addiction that he's lost his sense of responsibility and is even using drugs in the presence of his daughter Hailie.


My brain's dusted, I'm disgusted with all my habits
He's aware of how drugs have damaged his brain and he's disgusted with himself for the habits that led him to this point.


Too many Aspirin tablets, empty medicine cabinets
He's been using so many Aspirin tablets that he's running out of them, and he's already emptied his medicine cabinet.


Loosing battles to wack rappers 'cause I'm always too blunted
He's losing rap battles to ordinary rappers because he's always under the influence of drugs.


Walkin' up in the cypher smokin', talkin' about, 'Who want it?'
He's attending rap battles and challenging other rappers, bragging about his smoking habit.


Thug and a crook, every drug in the book I've done it
He's admitting to being a thug and a criminal who has tried every drug available.


My 9's at your brain, is that your chain? Run it
He's threatening someone with his gun, demanding that they hand over their jewelry.


Crews die of an overdosage of excessive flavor
He's mocking other rap crews for overdoing their rap style and thus getting rejected by the audience.


Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your Progressive pager
His aggressive nature makes him steal a Progressive pager from someone.


Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer
He describes himself as a maker of rap battles, and he wants to be recognized for his ability to create them.


Stole your mom's Acura, wrecked it and sold it back to her (right, right)
He's confessing that he stole his friend's mom's Acura, wrecked the car, and somehow managed to sell it back to her.


Cruise in Nike jackets, escaped from psychiatrics (right, right, right, right, right)
He's fond of cruising around wearing Nike jackets, and he's also escaped from a psychiatric unit multiple times.


(Yes) told the nurse to save my bed for me, I might be back trick
He's casually referring to himself as a regular visitor to the psychiatric facility and is telling the nurse to save a bed for his return.


So barricade your entrance, put up some extra fences
He's warning the listener to barricade their entrance and put up extra security measures because he's not afraid of breaking in.


A woman beater wanted for repeated sex offences (ooh)
He's confessing to being a woman beater and he's wanted by the law for committing repeated sex offenses.


Chasing dips, take 'em on long vacation trips
He's describing his hobby of chasing after women and taking them on long trips.


Kidnapping 'em and trapping them in abusive relationships
He's confessing to kidnapping women and trapping them in abusive relationships.


Mess up your face and lips, slit your stomach and watch your gut split
He's threatening to disfigure and cut someone's stomach and enjoys the idea of watching their guts spill out.


Cut you with the razor that I use to shave my nuts with
He's describing his weapon of choice by saying that he's willing to cut someone with the same razor he uses to shave his pubic hair.


Mama don't you cry your son is too far gone
He's saying that his mother shouldn't cry for him because he's too deep into his addiction for things to change.


I'm so high I don't even know what label I'm on
He's too high on drugs that he can't even remember what music label he records for.


I'm messed up, I feel just like an overworked plumber
He's describing how messed up he feels and compares himself to an overworked plumber who's exhausted from fixing leaks.


I'm sick of the crap, what's Jack Kevorkian's phone number
He's sick of dealing with his addiction and wants to know about Jack Kevorkian, a doctor who was famously involved in assisted suicides.




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Written by: Marshall Mathers

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@xerotolerant

That was really good. This guy has potential

@chrissmith2034

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@xerotolerant

@Amir it's just a joke. especially because this is his early work. Whowever heard this back in the day was hearing potential

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This is my favorite version of Eminem.

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